Baby, when the lights go out..

Power cuts. It's the time when every victimized suburbs come together
to chant a harmonic moan. Once the lights are out, you could hear
multiple groans at the same time and once it's back on, you can hear a
'yay'. So, it's like a mini-Olympic going on in our suburb today,
except that we are still waiting for it to come back. People hate it
but for a very good reason, I love power cuts. It's because it's the
ONLY time when desktop users stop using the internet and only laptop
users around our area could use the internet. So, the internet becomes
mighty faster and quite Hein-friendly. However, it's still shitty and
I'm guessing you'd be reading all three entries at once since it's
been three days since I last asked Vinnie to post on my blog.

It's ok to be quite passionate about what you do but not when it
involves pain but then again, this kind of pain makes me happy. I got
leg pain around my shin today. I am guessing it's from the jogging and
I am having a bit of stomach growls right now for the lack of dinner.
It's been one week and three days since I last ate dinner. So, I
wouldn't wanna fuck it up. I remind myself of the Carpenters chick but
I'm not at the stage where I'm turning annorexic when I'm ACTUALLY
skinny. I still see a mini tyre around my belly area. If only I could
roll around sideways legally, I would not need myself a driver
liscence.

I guess muscle pain mint rub ons are making a comeback in my life and
it's been soothing that shin pain. I remember when I was in Singapore,
I have three roll ons. One as a deodroant roll on, one as an acne
fighting roll on for my face and the last one as a muscle pain minty
hot balmy thingy roll on. So, as I was trying to get ready for bed, I
was scrubbing my face with a roll on and I could feel the heat on my
face. I was pretty happy and quite convinced that the acne fighting
solution's doing a pretty good job of killing those bastards until I
could smell a spearmint out of it. It was my muscle pain roll on.
Quite a "Reader's Digest" worthy incident if you ask.

I think blogging is a cure for power cuts. As I am typing it now and
it's 10:30 pm here, the generator went off and the lights are still
on. I did not hear the suburbia chant but the power's back.
Hallelujah.

I have made two copies of songs I've written and recorded, all summing
up to thirty songs to give to the dude tomorrow if he's free and he'll
see what he can do. I am quite confident about my songs but not really
sure if it would fit the audience. You see, unless you're Billie Joe
Armstrong or the dude from OneRepublic, it's not you who chooses your
career but it's the audience and the upcoming fans who would chose the
time for you to do your thing. Is it my time now? We'll wait and
see...